Millennium 2000, the earth enters the age of gods and demons

Chapter 46 The True Meaning of 'Wrong'
"Haha, wrong world, this is a world where everyone is afraid of making mistakes!"

Zhang Xiaoyu stood in the darkness and smiled sadly.

"I understand, I understand!"

"I care too much about what other people think, and I'm afraid of being ridiculed if I make a mistake, so I lie to cover up the truth!"

"Huh? I don't care about other people's opinions, but can I guarantee that I will never make mistakes?"

"Everyone makes mistakes, and I am no exception. Can I guarantee that every decision I make will always be correct?"

"No! I can't!"

One doubt was figured out by Zhang Xiaoyu, and another doubt arose.

"What should I do?"

Zhang Xiaoyu was stuck in doubt again, and his clear thinking was cut off again.

"What should I do to change myself and make myself better?"

Zhang Xiaoyu knows 'wrong' and won't tell him the answer, he has to find everything by himself.

In the dark woods, Zhang Xiaoyu was thinking hard but to no avail.

Looking at the night with the bright moon already slanting to the west, he decided not to rush for a while, he would think slowly on the way back, in the dormitory and in the future.

He firmly believes that he will become stronger and better, and he will always find a way to solve the problem.

Zhang Xiaoyu stepped out of the dark woods and walked into the distance.

Many things happened that night, making Zhang Xiaoyu sad, painful, remorseful, self-blame and confused.

However, it was also this night that really made Zhang Xiaoyu grow up.

He grows through pain, he learns from his mistakes.

As he walked into the distance, his back gradually became straighter and straighter.

As "wrong" said, don't experience the pain of being wrong, don't experience the sorrow of missing, and don't grow up in pain.

How can we understand the real mistake?
Zhang Xiaoyu, who returned to the dormitory, didn't care about taking a shower, and lay down on the bed directly. He thought for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Exhausted physically and mentally, he could no longer withstand the strong impact of the night, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Xiaoyu was dreaming.

He dreamed that he was walking between sitting and sleeping, and there were always two light spots surrounding him, which gave him a faint sense of familiarity.

Cluck, cluck, the sound of the rooster, the world is dawning.

Overnight, it passed quietly.

Amidst the crowing of the cock, Zhang Xiaoyu slowly opened his eyes and woke up. He got up and sat on the bed.

At this moment, he recalled everything that happened last night, and it suddenly seemed like a dream.

It made him feel unreal, but he knew clearly that everything was real.

He slowly extended a hand.

Two light spots floated out of the palm of his hand, and they were of different sizes.

The slightly larger one is about the size of a grain of rice, exuding a hazy blue light.

The other one was about the size of a sesame seed, emitting a gray light.

Following Zhang Xiaoyu's wishes, these two light spots revolved happily around his body.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't know what was going on, but the feeling of being able to control his fingers made him inexplicably excited.

"Haha, I am finally different from before, I have my own real power!"

He sat in front of the bed, moved his fingers, and the two light spots flew forward quickly.

It hit the window sill with a "boo", bounced back, and fell to the ground in random circles.

Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly walked to the window edge to watch, and found that there was nothing unusual about the window edge.

"What's going on? Why don't they have any power at all?"

Strange in his heart, he directed them to fly slowly from the ground to his face again.

He raised his right hand to grab them.

Those two light spots fell into the palm of his hand automatically, then disappeared, finally passed through the palm, and emerged from the back of the hand.

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his hand and looked at it, a little puzzled.

"Hey, they can't break the window sill, but they can pass through my palm. It's strange."

"Never mind, it's always a good thing for me anyway!"

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he has become better than before, which is a happy thing!
At this time, he realized that he was covered in sweat, so he hurriedly went to the back room to wash and take a shower.

After tidying up for a while, when Zhang Xiaoyu came out again, it was already working time.

After he put on his clothes and tidied up a little, he opened the door and headed towards the workshop.

"How can I make sure I don't make mistakes forever?"

As Zhang Xiaoyu was walking, the question that he hadn't figured out last night resurfaced in his mind.

He was thinking hard, looking for a way out.

"No! No!"

"What I need to consider is not how to be always right! Rather, but what?"

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was about to reach the workshop gate square, stopped suddenly.

He thought of the crux of the problem, and his previous thinking was wrong.

He felt that he had gone astray, but the right path seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

He felt he had seen it, but always came close to stepping into it.

"If you don't think about being always right, then what should I think about?"

Regardless of the people coming and going around, Zhang Xiaoyu stopped and lowered his head to think.

"Shame? Mistake?"

"If you make a mistake, you will feel ashamed, so don't dare to make mistakes!"

"Then why am I shameless? I'm going to make a mistake! Don't be ashamed of being wrong!"

Zhang Xiaoyu stood in the crowd and scratched his scalp, thinking so.

"Yes, I am not ashamed of being wrong, so should I be proud of making mistakes? Not right!"

"Hey, Xiaoyu, why are you standing here so stupidly? Hurry up, you'll be late soon!"

When Zhang Xiaoyu was standing there thinking hard, a voice came into his ears.

At the same time, there was a slap on his shoulder, making him tremble in fright.

He looked back.

Another tall and strong seedling!

"Old Miao, can you stop scaring me like this every time!"

Zhang Xiaoyu was a little angry.

"Hey, every time I see you being frightened, I find it very interesting!"

A tall and strong old Miao, with a round fleshy face, his eyes are tightly squinted together, but one eyebrow is slanted upward.

A strange and cheap expression.

"Hey, you look different every time you are frightened, I think it's funny!"

Zhang Xiaoyu's body trembled suddenly when he heard Lao Miao's mean words.

He seems to have caught something!
Can. Can. But just a little bit.

He quickly grabbed Lao Miao's fat hand.

"What did you just say? Quick! Say it again!"

Lao Miao was intimidated by Zhang Xiaoyu's appearance this time, such Zhang Xiaoyu is rare.

He felt that what he said might be helpful to Zhang Xiaoyu, so he tried to recall it and repeated it again.

"You look different every time you are frightened, I think it's fun!"

After hearing what Lao Miao said, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly realized.

Regardless of standing in the crowd, he lowered his head and thought deeply.

"Haha, so it is like this!"

"It's not terrible to make mistakes, what's terrible is to repeat the same mistakes!"

He finally knew, and he laughed wildly in his heart.

"Ha ha!"

"As long as you live, you will always make mistakes!"

"As long as I can learn from my mistakes, get better with each mistake, and keep growing, what does it matter what other people think of me at the moment?"

"I, Zhang Xiaoyu! I can't guarantee that I will never make mistakes, but I can guarantee that I will always learn and grow from my mistakes!"

Zhang Xiaoyu sometimes muttered to himself in his mind, and sometimes looked up to the sky and laughed.

He finally understood, understood the true meaning of 'wrong'.

"I, Zhang Xiaoyu, am no longer afraid of making mistakes. Instead, I will boldly try and make mistakes!"

"I want to learn from my mistakes, and I want to grow from my mistakes!"

(End of this chapter)